>Vegetable Stew (with beef, eventually)

>I’m sorry. I can’t give you a recipe. My stews are more likely to be cooked by formula, a formula like this.
Find a little of each and every vegetable in the house, including leftovers. Don’t forget to pick a little of this and that from the garden.
Slice and dice and throw into the crockpot with a pound of stew meat and a few cups of beef stock. Simmer all day. Add gravy (or thickening, if it’s watery enough) about an hour before serving.

The photo was pre-meat and pre-stock. This particular stew includes:
From the garden: spinach, fresh green pepper, one tomato, green and yellow beans, basil
From the farm market: corn on the cob (leftover from Sunday night), red pepper, yellow pepper
From the grocery store: stew meat, a splash of Worcestershire sauce
From the freezer: beef stock

Side dishes: I’ll find something. I have that good light rye bread from the bakery, and I picked up cheese curds at the farm market, too. It’ll be a harvest festival meal!

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>Mini lesson du jour: book care

>Pet peeves can be contagious. I caught this one from one of my favorite reading teachers. If you’re reading around me, never never place your book face down on a counter or table or dressertop. Such carelessness ruins the bindings. Since my classroom books have to last many years, I reinforce paperback bindings with book tape and teach kids to use bookmarks. I model this behavior in my own life as well.

The picture above was an “After” from a before/after set, It’s still not immaculate, and never will be. The pile between the “bookends” is a pile of unorthodox bookmarks.


Tickets. I rarely throw away tickets. I don’t scrapbook, but I use the tickets from plays and concerts and sporting events as bookmarks. This small act preserves the book bindings and provides a new life for a reusable piece of cardstock.

I do own a few nicer, good quality bookmarks, all treasured gifts. But the ticket bookmarks come in handy; I always keep a few next to my favorite reading chairs, along with a coaster for my coffee cup, of course.

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>Box Tops for Bail Outs! Of course!

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Note: prepare for major snarkiness and a significant dose of sarcasm.

(Actual letter to the editor)

“It seems that The (insert local newspaper name here) could provide an extremely valuable service to the schools and communities by placing a reminder every week on the front of the paper for everyone in the Fox Valley to save the “Box Tops for Education” that come on so many grocery items. If everyone saved all the box tops that are in their house and turned them in, the schools could make thousands of dollars and help alleviate the budget pressures. Save all your box tops, help the schools, and you won’t have to listen to all the budget debate. And it doesn’t cost anyone anything extra. Just cut the box tops you already have.”

I was momentarily speechless. Then I nearly snorted coffee out my nose as I laughed out loud, even as my blood pressure rose. This is the solution? Box tops! Of course!

If Box Tops will solve the school budget crunch, what about Fannie Mae and Freddy Mac? Washington Mutual? And more? Box Tops for Bail Outs! Of course!! Buy enough cereal and granola bars, and those golden parachute executive packages will be fully funded.
$700 billion bail out? Cut out your box tops! Can’t you see it? Treasury SEcretary Henry Paulson goes down on one knee to beg for…more box tops!!
McCain won’t have to suspend campaigning (not that he really did) and back out of a scheduled debate. No one in Washington will need him: Box Tops are the answer!!
The so-called Government Accountability Office (an oxymoron if I’ve ever heard one) will be able to solve all the issue by recommending a trip to the grocery store! Grocery stores will then thrive as their customers flock to the aisles with the brand name items that carry the economic magic of Box Tops for Bail Outs. It’s a win-win!!

Meanwhile, my classroom windows still don’t open and close properly, the pencil sharpener doesn’t work, our school office can’t afford another shipment of copy paper, and the state funding formula is still a wreck. Maybe I need to rethink this Box Tops for Bail Outs idea, and keep those pennies for my school. After all, if the economy is fundamentally sound, the BigWigs in charge of finance really don’t need the help, do they?

Do they?

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>The Burrow, the Warren, call it what you will

>PBN wants examples of why our houses resemble zoos. Ours resembles more of a hutch.

The first bunny in the house was Beast. His friend Cor (short for Coreopsis) soon joined him. When she died, Tiny Bunny came into the house to be a friend to the Big One. Peanut was a rescue; he was about to be adopted by someone La Petite considered unsuitable, so she stepped in. Sweet and friendly little Tiny Bunny and the feisty Peanut never really hit it off, so when Sadie came into the household and bonded with the Peanutty one, we nearly fell over. They are now inseparable. Then there’s Buttercup, the huge and lovely bunny that resembles a cow. Oh, she’s a beauty.

But all is not always lovely in the house of wascally wabbits. As cute and innocent as they may appear, rabbits chew on cords. We have all the important electrical connections and computer connections well hidden and/or wrapped up out of reach of the furballs we call pets. I mean we thought we had them all hidden…until the Black Clock of Death came up one morning.

Then there is the funny bunny who “makes her rounds” each morning when we let her out of the cage. She lopes more than hops around the house, checking to make sure everything is in order, stopping in each room to sniff and look around. She’ll come in the bathroom while I brush my teeth, hop around the table while we eat breakfast, look out the den window, and nudge Amigo’s feet while he tightens his shoelaces. It’s all in a bunny’s day’s work, I suppose.

Which reminds me — I’d better make a trip to the pet store to buy litter, hay, and pellets. At least someone in the house is getting enough fiber!

Parent Bloggers Network teamed with Generation Next and their new product iKnow Animals, Letters, and Sounds.

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>Doing the Research on the Region

>In my part of the Midwest, it’s considered acceptable to wear green and gold to work if it’s a Packer game day.
In my neighborhood, people dress in their team colors from head to toe, whether the team is winning or losing.
We cheer for hot dogs and bratwurst running around the warning track of a baseball field, and grab for a camera if they wander through our line of sight before a game.
The saying, “If you don’t like Wisconsin weather, wait a day” reminds visitors that we Northerners take pride in our abilities to tough it out in almost any amount of snow and cold. Teachers teach metaphor through the use of the term Frozen Tundra to describe Lambeau Field.
But does this really tell who we are, what we’re like, the personality of our distinctive locale? Maybe it would it be more effective to tell you about making a homemade pizza with fresh mozzarella cheese from the farmers’ market, walking out to the garden on a beautiful fall day to pick a green onion and green pepper for toppings, and then serving it as we watch the noon kickoff.
Either way, Sunday afternoon football is an important part of our lives. So is weather. Gardening, farming, and buying the local products and produce are important, too.
When I talked with author Nicholas Sparks, I asked about setting for his novels. As he responded I felt like I could see and feel the images of the places he described. I asked him about the research involved in successfully placing a novel in a particular setting, and he told me that in general he doesn’t have to do much research because “…in every novel that I’ve written I have been to the town that I’ve described. And of course as a novelist I feel free to take certain liberties when I need to because I’m a novelist and I can do such things.” I call it literary license or creative freedom, Nicholas, so I’m with you there.
He reminded his listeners and readers that “it’s just part of…living in the south and writing about the south. And it’s the way people tell stories, it’s just the way it is down here. It’s a very different world in some places. I live in a small town that I swear hasn’t changed much in 30 years. I mean it is, people walk places, it’s very hot and muggy, you’ve got the Spanish moss hanging from trees, kids running around barefoot. It’s very much like it, it’s like a place stuck in time. And whenever you’re in rural areas of the south it is, of the south, it’s often like that. It’s just, yeah it’s moved up, it’s got the, we’ve got cell phones and the whole bit but the core of the place has not changed. And it is a unique and wonderful place….”
A unique and wonderful place. I feel the same way about my lovely town and neighborhood. It’s changed with the times, it has the old homes, the big trees, and kids on bikes and skateboards side by side with the teens on mopeds; the foam wedge headgear we call cheeseheads side by side with the baseball caps sporting farm advertising; the #4 jerseys in green or gold or pink…let’s not mention the new hue, but I digress. Packer football is as much a part of this unique and wonderful home as the weather.
Absolutely. Real life or novel, this setting has its own character, its own part to play in the story of our lives.

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>More tomato success with crockpot soup

>I’ve established that I don’t teach straight from the teacher’s manual. I’m a creative cook when needed, too. When I found myself with a boatload of tomatoes and not much time, I looked for a tomato soup recipe. I found two, combined the best elements of both, and came up with this version of Crockpot Tomato soup.

1 quart fresh tomatoes
1 medium to small onion, chopped
1/2 green pepper, chopped
1/2 red pepper, chopped
1 carrot, grated
1 cup fresh beans
1/2 cup grated zucchini
2-3 oz. fresh spinach
1 clove garlic, finely chopped
4-6 cups chicken broth or chicken stock
2 tablespoons fresh basil, chopped
(optional): 1 teaspoon lemon pepper, 1 teaspoon dill
salt and pepper to taste

Wash tomatoes. Core them, but you don’t have to peel them. Yippee! Place tomatoes in crockpot and tomato guts in the compost. Did you think I’d let that go? Not a chance.
Add onion, peppers, carrot, beans, zucchini, spinach, garlic, basil, and broth to crockpot. Let simmer on low for 8-10 hours or high for 4-6 hours.
Close to serving time, blend with an immersion blender (or remove portions from pot and blend in regular blender, but the other way is easier). Use a slotted spoon to remove any skins that are still solid.
Use your favorite thickener. Add slowly and stir. I like a tablespoon or two of cornstarch mixed with a small amount of water or broth, then turn the pot to high for 30 minutes to an hour.
In the meantime, prepare your sides. Salad, fresh bread, even a PBJ will taste good beside this soup. Oh, yes, don’t forget the goldfish crackers!

Adapted by combining Joanne’s tomato soup found on Zorba Paster’s site and Stephanie’s tomato soup recipe on A Year of Crockpotting and adding a few random goodies that were ripe in my garden the day I filled the crockpot. Ah, a vegetable garden is a wonderful thing.

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>It’s Homecoming Week. Do you know what your child is wearing?

>What will they think of next? No, don’t answer that.

Monday: Pajama Day. Thankfully, Amigo usually skips this one.
Tuesday: Western Day. Amigo decided to wear his favorite country singer, Taylor Swift, featured on a t-shirt he bought last summer when he saw her with Rascal Flats. He’ll top it off with his Dude Ranch cowboy hat and a pair of jeans that fit just right, and the radio on….oops, that’s another song.
Wednesday: 80s prom day. Huh?? I know we don’t own any ruffled tux shirts, and I don’t see Amigo donning a long dress for the day, either. Hm. Bow tie? I’ll check the attic.
Thursday: Hawaiian Day — or is it Luau Day? He has two choices: a Hang Ten t-shirt or a Hawaiian touristy shirt that we found at Goodwill in near-new condition. Either way, it’s a good thing the weather will be nice. Shorts will be in order.
Friday is school spirit day, of course. He’ll wear one of his favorite high school team t-shirts and the school colors and cheer his heart out at the pep rally.

It’s fun to watch the wild and creative ways the kids dress for the homecoming game. All is red, white, and blue (the school colors), right down to the socks, shoes, make-up, and stadium blankets. We’ll go to the game with him, but we won’t sit in the seething mass of hormonal humanity that is the student section. It’ll be enough to sip my hot cocoa and sit with the other adults. We’ll be dressed for the weather, not for the occasion. As for the dance? I’ll drop him off, take a nap or see a movie, and pick him up when it’s all over. He’ll be dressed not in a ruffled tux shirt (thank goodness), but in his alternate Hawaiian attire; whichever piece he didn’t wear on Thursday. The dance has a Luau theme as well; how’s that for fun in this tailgate party haven?

In closing, I won’t worry too much about how he may be dressed each morning. I know that compared to others, he’s rather normal, whatever that may mean.

The topic of children and their creative fashion choices was suggested by Parent Bloggers Network and Toys ‘R Us, home of the Polly Pocket Pop and Swap.

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>Nights in Rodanthe: the book or the movie?

>I pulled up a chair, poured a little after-school coffee into my Book Lover mug, and settled down on hold. Voluntarily. Why? I was waiting my turn to join a group of bloggers interviewing author Nicholas Sparks. Yes, that Nicholas Sparks! He’s the author of several deep and wonderful stories including The Notebook, A Bend in the Road, Dear John, Message in a Bottle, and soon to be on the big screen, Nights in Rodanthe.

If the titles seem simple at first, that’s by design. However, don’t let the simplicity fool you. The stories themselves are complex, passionate, and enthralling. When I asked Mr. Sparks about these, he told me that “The titles are chosen very carefully and the titles are usually chosen after the fact, after the novel is written. And they are meant to do exactly that, reflect a deeper meaning to the novel.”

Nights in Rodanthe, the movie, comes out on September 26. Most of his books are closely adapted when they are made into movies, with very little change. Mr. Sparks referred to seeing a movie of his own book as being two ways of telling a story.
“A book is a story told in words and a film is a story told in pictures. And that very essential difference means you have to do some things differently because some things work great in one and not the other and vice versa.” He gave the example of introspection working well in print, but not so well on screen. As he put it, “You can’t film someone thinking.” Trivia buffs (who, me?) may notice differences between the book and the movie, but “…the overall theme, the emotional arcs of the characters, the vast majority of the story, the way you imagine the place to look, the interaction between the characters, all of this is essentially the same. Any differences that happen really come down to just the differences between books and movies.”

In Nights in Rodanthe, as in many of Nicholas Sparks’ books, the setting is essential to the story. Not all people who live in an area can recreate the feeling, the mood of the region; Mr. Sparks does. His sales route in an early career took him to small towns — so many small towns that he got to know the Southern Small Town as a unique and special entity, a place that becomes its own character. Every time he sets a new story, he can draw on his memory to bring up the perfect place to take that role. Indeed, his description of his current small town home was so vivid I could see it, even though outside my own door there was no Spanish moss hanging down, no kids running barefoot down the narrow street, and the people walking down my street spoke with a decided Midwestern twang rather than a Southern drawl.

I’m a voracious reader, and I almost always prefer books to the movies based on them. The exceptions are the movies that stay true to the spirit of the book, the characters, and the major elements of the plot. Nights in Rodanthe looks to be an excellent adaptation, one that can stand on its own or please Nicholas Sparks’ many faithful readers.

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>Senator Obama, it’s okay to get angry!

>Dear Senator Obama;

Taking the high road can include anger, can include strength. McCain’s campaign is putting you down with inaccuracies, insults, and outright lies. Remember the Swift Boat campaign? Kerry didn’t respond soon enough or strongly enough, and people began to believe the deceptive ads.

The blogging world is coming to your aid with examples of community organizers, their responsibilities, and the good they do. The online world is spreading the news of the good you did and the skills you learned that will help you lead the nation well.

But not all voters read the blogs. Some only get their information from the sound bites on television commercials and newspaper headlines. Senator, presidential hopeful, you must defend yourself.

We’ve got your back. We’re here, in the trenches, with the signs in our lawns and the buttons on our jackets and our blogs. Please, Senator, take them on. Show McCain and Palin that you don’t take their insults lying down. Your work and your knowledge are what the country needs. Stand up and say so. Please.

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